Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Man Overboard , by - Ian Hunter. Song from the album Man Overboard, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.12.2008
Record label: New West
Song language: English
Man Overboard |
| I shiver and shake, every morning I wake to the roar of the trains overhead |
| I got a newspaper floor, a towel for a door and there’s things crawling 'round |
| in my bed |
| The facilities are free at the ship hostelry for the football supporters appear |
| Am I’m losing my mind in the great left behind |
| I got to get myself out of here |
| Man Overboard, waves washing over me |
| Hard times, it’s a perilous sea |
| I’ll never learn |
| Anyone can tell you where you can find me |
| Drunk and disorderly |
| There’s rain on the ground and I can see upside down |
| Streetlamps and the repossessed homes |
| They say crime doesn’t pay, well take a walk down my way |
| And I’m stuck here with nowhere to go |
| Out on the street with all the other deadbeats, wasting away with the years |
| Their ships going down on the wrong side of town |
| And I gotta get my ass out of here |
| Man Overboard, waves washing over me |
| Sometimes it’s a treacherous sea |
| Walls spinning around the anger that’s hidden deep inside of me |
| Drunk and disorderly |
| Reality this, reality that |
| I been there once and I ain’t going back |
| They squeezed me 'till I came apart at the seams |
| Now I’d rather dream drunk and disorderly dreams |
| They got lasers that zap, they got cures for the clap |
| You can see your insides on TV |
| They got all kinds of pills for all kinds of ills |
| But they ain’t found a cure yet for me |
| Out on the street where the cigarettes meet, abandon hope all who live here |
| There ain’t no medicine for the state that I’m in |
| And I gotta get myself outta here |
| Man Overboard, waves washing over me |
| Sometimes it’s a perilous sea |
| I’ll never learn the 12 steps to heaven, they never work for me |
| Drunk and disorderly |
| Man Overboard, straight in the deep end baby |
| Sometimes it’s a treacherous sea |
| If I’m going down it can’t hurt any more than what you did to me |
| Drunk and disorderly |